NaNoWriMo = NaNoBloggingMo

The bad news: NaNoWriMo has taken over my life.  Most of my free time has been spent working on my novel.  

The good news: Last night, I surpassed the 50K word mark.  Last year, I didn't make it this far, so I'm thrilled.  

Even better news:  November is almost over.  Woo hoo!  

The blogosphere shall celebrate my return very soon, I promise.  

There had better be fanfare and streamers and loud party music.  

It's NaNoWriMo time again

Last year was my first year as a NaNoWriMo participant.  If you asked me this time last month, I would have sadly shaken my head and admitted that I wouldn't participate this year.  I had absolutely no ideas.  

Then, just over a week ago, I got a flash of an idea (it was actually a combination of several aspects of other ideas I've had in the past).  I started to write immediately and then decided to take a break and wait until November.  That actually helped give me some time to pan out more of the idea.

I know NaNoWriMo can be time-cosuming and frustrating at times, but I'm looking forward to it.

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Wordless Wednesday: NaNoWriMo

Lately, I haven't had any inspiration at all.  I haven't written anything in nearly a year.  I've captured a line or two here or there, but I haven't written anything of substance since last year.

This past weekend, my muse returned.  She's been doing the polka in my mind ever since.

I wrote a first chapter and a few other bits and pieces.  I'm letting the story unfold in my head for now.  I'll make a point of recording it in earnest next month for NaNoWriMo.

A small portion of the first chapter was inspired by moments like this.  That's my son back when he was 4 months old.  He's just shy of 6 years old now.

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Wordless Wednesday

On the 9th day of randomness...

Okay, so it's not actually the 9th day.  I suck at following directions, so I'm just filling these in whenever I can (or when I have no other blog ideas and need something to post about for Nanoblogmo).

Day 9 of the Randomness asks about something I've done recently of which I'm proud.

I'm probably proudest of the fact that I'm actually following through with Nanowrimo.  The only day I missed was last Friday and that's only because the wee-est of the wee ones was sick and then it was sunset and Shabbat means no writing.

Even with that day without writing, I still managed to catch up and average just about enough words for the month so far.

Last night, I sickness fairy beat me senseless and I went to bed early without writing.  I couldn't sleep, though, so after an hour in bed, I got up and decided to write anyway.

I keep telling my friends that I haven't written any fiction at all in years (most of my writing tends to be articles about breastfeeding, birth, and joy/wonder/horror/hilarity that is parenting).  The last piece of fiction I wrote was a short story nearly five years ago.  I've NEVER tackled a novel (even if it is a young adult one.  Fear not,  though, no mormon vampires anywhere near this YA novel).  During this month, I've not only worked on this novel, but I've gotten two other story ideas as well.  I'm floored by that.

So that's where my pride lies as of late:  I committed to Nanowrimo for the first time and I'm actually following through.